01-22-2011, 05:06 AM
He walks into a public library. He looks around at shelves after shelves of books on all kinds of subjects.
He moves on to a different section, yet again, he is faced with shelves after shelves of books.
He sits on a table, closes his eyes, and tries to remember how many of these books has he read.
Humbled, he admits to himself that he is ignorant.
What do I know, He asks himself?
What do I know?
He walks out of the library, and meets a friend.
They start talking to each other, each trying to make a point.
He finds himself believing in what he is saying.
As he heads home, he can't help but admit how arrogant he was, trying to tell his friend that he is sure of what he was talking about.
Later, as his head hits the pillow, he realizes how arrogant and ignorant he has always been.
He moves on to a different section, yet again, he is faced with shelves after shelves of books.
He sits on a table, closes his eyes, and tries to remember how many of these books has he read.
Humbled, he admits to himself that he is ignorant.
What do I know, He asks himself?
What do I know?
He walks out of the library, and meets a friend.
They start talking to each other, each trying to make a point.
He finds himself believing in what he is saying.
As he heads home, he can't help but admit how arrogant he was, trying to tell his friend that he is sure of what he was talking about.
Later, as his head hits the pillow, he realizes how arrogant and ignorant he has always been.